"Snatched" by John C. Mannone, Frequent Contributor

Snatched

John C. Mannone

Before it’s jaws locked

on you, the grizzly

growled mostly at me.

I could almost understand

the reasononing, she had

gone without anything

for the last three days,

not even water, except

for a slight hot drizzle

yesterday. She was delirious

with hunger, and thirsty

for blood. You tried to save

me, danced in front of her,

she meerly leered

at me while she ate

the forbidden fruit.

Poet’s Notes: Perhaps I was in a surreal mood, or maybe a silly one. Perhaps I conflated a love poem with a grizzly bear dream. Whatever I was thinking, it simply came out in this poem. I had hoped to write a humorous poem, and maybe it was headed that way…up to the 11th line. Then Bam! It took a different turn!

Editor’s Note:  What a grizzly horror!  I read it as a metaphor for the perverse pleasure sociopaths take in perpetrating violent crimes but perhaps I read too deeply.